00:25 - KarlabosMost videos are all about just adding random images to the song though, so...

00:22 - KarlabosSome videos aren't bad. But an ok video is not a good video. A good video would be something that adds to the song. In a way after you've seen it you can't help but to feel only listening to the song isn't enough anymore

23:53 - ApothecaryI mean welcome to artists trying to be theatrical lol there's always going to be some degree of cheese in music videos, even if it's .0001% cheese

He who sleeps, ageless, out of time - awakens now from restless sleep - stirring from the depths of his aqueous tomb - at the sound of the gathering - of the neophytese of doom - chants in unknown tongues - echoes through accursed halls - the great eyes open... - the very cosmos shudder - at the awakening of the ungod - arising from the watery chasm - as his acolytes of doom - lurch forth from ebbing tides - as the world's doom - arises from the deep - and they chant...
Ja! Ja! Cthulhu Ftaghu!

02. Dead Dripping City

Cold skies rain black ichor upon the dead dripping city
Black spires loom ominous above dead and barren earth
Fouled with the blood of the wretched
Who once dwelt in this accursed city
Still they dwell in unlife
Within the shadows
The damned
Roaming through shadowed hall of decrepit stone
Ornate with carbing of horrid forms
Depicted in abhorrent rites
Tell of horrors which should never be
Morbid and grotesque in their very existence
Shambling forms lurch forth from writhing shadows
Gathered before the monstrous cikon
Chanting in tongues unknown to man
Arms spread wide beneath a moontess sky
Evoking the essence of their unholy god
Who dwells within the beeps
Visions come to me of what has always been
My place with the wretched
Who dwell in eternal shadows
Fated to forever dwell among the damned
In that accursed city
The dead dripping city

03. At The Edge Of The Abyss

Gazing down into the boundless abyss
from the edge of the world
staring into the stygian blackness
that exists between the stars
the basalt gates of the underdark open
monstrous forms of untold horror
lumber forth from the lightless depths
the ancient unholy gods of whom men dare not dream
emerging from chasms choked with the bones of untold dead and countless unhallowed centuries
the unholy abominations arise
to devour all light
at the edge of the abyss I stand
staring into that black carrion pit
as the world dies
a black moon rises
heralding the end

04. Where No Light Hath Shone... (But For That Of The Moon)

Gazing down into the boundless abyss
from the edge of the world
staring into the stygian blackness
that exists between the stars
the bastalt gates of the underdark open
monstrous forms of untold horror
lumber forth from the lightless depths
the ancient unholy gods of whom men dare not dream
emerging from chasms choked with the bones of untold dead and countless unhallowed centuries
the unholy abominations arise
to devour all light
at the egde of the abyss I stand
staring into the black carrion pit
as the world dies
a black moon rises
heralding the end

05. Fallen Into Shadow

Fallen into shadow
beyond time and death
into the realm of darkness and ruin
into the unending gloom of grim and malefic shades
transcendental descent into the bleak omniscent darkness
where flames of woe burn unending
exalted realm of euphoric grief
return to the origin of darkness in purest form
fallen into shadow
vast unknown oblivion of blissful misery
foul from my eyes gleams an ancient malice
as I return to reign my clandestine throne
eternally...
...fallen into shadow